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Tell it like it is

There have been many occasions where I should have kept my mouth shut, I am one of those people who just tell it like it is. It us usually when it comes to those things that don’t really matter, at least no to me. I mean who cares if my husband eats a ton of hot sauce.

When I go through the drive through at his favorite bueno head taco place I tell them that I need enough hot sauce for him to eat one package with each bite. And they laugh and give me a whole sack full of it. He says “don’t tell them that” and I say why not? it is true. He says they don’t need to know that, I ask why not? it’s not a secret. He kept saying no body needs to know that. It went on and on like that for most of our meal. I thought what a silly thing to keep a secret. My telling that to the person at the drive through was for 2 reasons.

The first was because they are people too and talking to them like a real person shows respect. I have done that job, although it was about 25 years ago I can still remember that it was about the most thankless job I ever had. Every 45 seconds it was a new demand, with the current not having any idea how trying the previous was. Maintaining a friendly attitude with that type of bombardment of needs wants and ridiculous requests was a true test of character. I am thankful that I have that as part of my experience because I consider myself on the right track to personal success.

The other reason is because if he does the ordering and they ask does he want hot sauce he says yes, and he gets 2 and is mad because they only gave him 2. He on the other hand who has never worked in a fast food job doesn’t know that by me telling them he wants one with every bite, I am implying a lot and how ever many they think there should be, it should be more. I am also telling them exactly what it will take to make me happy, which is their goal. He has never complained about how many he gets when I do the ordering.

He is starting to change his ways being more specific when asking for catsup and what ever else he wants, without worry that they will be spitting in his food. I told him that I had never seen that but I would be more worried about my customer not being happy that them asking for no pickles or extra catsup.

When it matters I keep the secret but you better tell me you want me to keep it locked and sealed.

3 comments

Never enough hot sauce. I worked fast food a while ago too, I know exactly what you mean. God forbid if someone’s $2 hamburger is not done just right, all hell broke loose. Specifics are good. Thanks for the post